She was bored again. She didn't want to go and see Dione and her little spawns, they had taken up all of her time. Valentine had said to try not to blame them for having pups, but it was so hard not to. She had told Dione her fears, and the reason why she had left home. But then this... it just didn't make and sense to her. The green woman had told her that she cared for her, but she hadn't even seen her around. But Valentine had said that he was willing to train her, and she was finally wanting to have him pay up. So the long legged girl made her way around the knolls, searching for her alpha. Picking up on his scent, she let out a yip and stalked towards his smell. "Valentine!" she sang out, head whipping back and forth to try and see the big bear-wolf. "Can we train or something?" Mercy remembered his face when she had joined him at the battlefield, and her ears pulled back to her pale head. Was he still mad at her for following him there? She let out a soft whine, he had been slightly annoyed. Oops... hopefully she didn't mess things up bad time there...

A singsongy take on his name gave the brute pause. "Can we train or something?" Ah, Mercy. Really, he was pleased with her initiative. A smirk pulled up the corners of his lips. Alright, if it was training she wanted, training she'd get. Still out of sight, the brute began to set his defenses. His toes splayed for balance as his nails dug into the ground for traction. Above them, his knees bent and his weight centered over a widened stance as his shoulders rolled forward. Valen tensed in preparation of launching his attack, ready and waiting for a course of action to decide his next move. His head lowered as his tail rose, both moves effectively bringing his spine into alignment. Along his back his hackles rose. His ears fell flat, his chin tucked and his eyes narrowed, lips peeling back to expose glistening fangs and to complete the intimidating display. "MERCY," he bellowed to warn her of the pending attack (it was only fair) before charging towards her left side. Coming from behind, the brute attempted to come at the center of the left side of her ribcage at a 140 degree angle. At the last second he jutted his right shoulder forward in the hopes of driving the bony front of it into the space right behind Mercy's ribcage. The idea was that, beyond causing severe bruising and hurting like the dickens, the move would drive the air from her lungs. Simultaneously his necked arched as he attempted to wrap his gaping jaws around her first and second lumbar vertebrae with the intent of sinking his fangs into them. Permanent damage wasn't the goal, but severe pain was. He didn't want her to rethink her chosen profession, but if she wasn't already aware of it, he wanted her to know just what she could be getting herself into. VALENTINE versus MERCY for SPAR Round ONE of TWO(?) "Speaking" "Thinking"

It would seem that she didn't have to wait long for Valentine to show up, although it was not in the way that she expected. She nearly jumped from her skin when he bellowed her name, and she turned her head just in time to see him charge her way. Mercy's eyes grew wide as her hackles raised in shock, lips pulling back to snarl at her alpha. He was running towards her at an angle, coming at her left lower side. Wanting to bring them to a more face-to-face position, she planted her front legs and attempted to pivoted her back legs towards the right. They were not directly head on though, Valentine's left shoulder was pretty much level with her own left shoulder. Preparing for impact, Mercy spread her toes and dug her claws into the ground. Her legs were evenly spaced and slightly bent, as she rolled her shoulders forward. Eyes narrowed towards Valentine, ears pulling flat against her head as her lips curled back into a snarl. Her tail rose to align with her spine as her head did the same, aligning her back into a straight line. Chin tucked towards her chest as her muscles tensed, fully braced for impact. He came at her like a thundering bull, his left shoulder colliding with her own left shoulder. She hissed at the pain, already starting to feel the moderate bruise spreading across the front of her left shoulder. But it wasn't just her that should be hurt from the attack, bone on bone collision did a number on both fighters. His neck had been arched to bite to her lower spine, but since she had moved the attack missed completely.

Not wasting any time, Mercy attempted to turn her head towards her left and hopefully closer to Valentine. Jaws parted as she aimed to sink her jaws into his neck, just below the curve of his jaw. Her top jaw sought to sink in an inch below the curve of his bottom jaw, while her own bottom jaw sought to land in the jugular area. Mercy hoped to bite and lock down, causing moderate damage and seeking to maintain a hold of Valentine's neck. At the same time Mercy attempted to lift her front left paw, snaking it forward and aiming to curve it around Valentine's front left paw right around the ankle. Trying to pull her own leg back towards her, she hoped to pull Valentine's paw out from under him and off set his balance. Because of her tripod state, Mercy shifted her weight to her right to maintain her own balance, trying to keep it as centered as possible. She was going to show Valentine that she could take whatever he threw at her -- and toss in some punches of her own.

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MERCY vs VALENTINE for SPAR
Round 1 of 2

His teeth snapped shut on empty air, the sound followed by a thunderous chuckle. She was fast - he could appreciate that. His attacks thwarted, the brute was surprised to feel impact blossom across his left shoulder. It jolted him back a step, and along with the sting of contact a moderate bruise would form later. Her retaliation didn't end there. Valentine felt teeth dig into the crook of the left side of his neck. Fortunately for the brute, his lowered head and slightly tucked chin loosened the skin in this area enough that the damage received didn't puncture any of the life giving vessels that carried blood to and from his brain. A moderate wound  was the Tribute's reward for her efforts. Mercy's attempted leg swipe was met with a swift counter attack from Valentine. Redistributing his weight, the brute attempted to lift his left forepaw and slam it down on top of Mercy's left forepaw with the intention of crushing her toes. Broken toes didn't signal the end of the world, but they hurt like hell. Pain was oftentimes disorienting - she needed to learn how to work through it. [counter; damage pending] Tilting his head to his left while tipping his chin down, Valentine attempted to make use of the loose skin on his neck that escaped Mercy's bite. The move would be a tight one, but he aimed to sink his upper left teeth into the right side of the bridge of Mercy's nose and his lower left teeth into the left side it. If successful, he hoped to grip it between his teeth and apply crushing force to it in the hopes of forcing her to submit. Lastly, to complete his assault, Valentine curled his left shoulder in so that the meaty side of it jutted forward. Using it like a battering ram, he aimed to shove forward in the hopes of driving it into the socket of Mercy's left shoulder. His intention was to dislocate the Tribute's shoulder. Through all of this Valentine's defenses either remained solid or adapted to counter the attacks leveled against him. His hackles were raised, standing rigid over a spine aligned by a lowered head and raised tail. His eyes were narrowed and his ears lay flat. Beneath his balanced weight (balanced between three legs as his left forepaw is mid attack) and widened stance, the brute's knees were bent and his toes were splayed. Tension ran the length of his body, every fiber of his being ready and waiting for her reaction. VALENTINE versus MERCY for SPAR Round TWO of TWO "Speaking" "Thinking"

Her teeth sunk into the left side of his neck, blood trickling into her jaws. Playfully she would attempt to lap her tongue over the wound, hoping nothing other than to just shock Valentine. She had very little time to dwell over it though, Valen was faster than she gave him credit for. Before her paw was able to reach towards him, his own left paw reached towards her own. The male slammed her left forepaw onto the earth, and Mercy felt three toes break (the three middle ones) under the force. Hissing between clenched teeth, she shifted her weight more towards her right to take the pressure off her broken toes. While it took away some of her pain, it also offset her balance. His assaults didn't stop there though, and as Valentine's jaws came towards her Mercy let go of Valentine's neck and attempted to lower her head. His teeth didn't hit their mark, but skimmed the top of her muzzle. The minor wounds were only an inch above her nose. Ears pinned flat against her head as blood trickled down her snout, eyes narrowing up at the taller brute.

Because of her head movement, her head was now, hopefully, lingering to the right of his front left leg. Wasting no time at all, Mercy's jaws opened wide once more as she attempted to lock her jaws around his front left ankle, hoping to crush the bones within them. Mercy then attempted to twist her head even further to the right, hoping that if she gained a hold on his ankle that she would twist it. The girl was hoping to either sprain or even break the ankle. If he was going to play hardball, so was she. Mercy's shoulders rolled forward, so when Valentine's shoulder rammed towards her own left shoulder, instead of sinking into her shoulder socket it slammed against the flat of her left shoulder. Because of the previous bruise to the front of the same shoulder, this bruise met with the other and turned into a major bruise across the expansion of her left shoulder. Her whole front left side felt like it was out of commission now, with her broken toes and now her majorly bruised shoulder.

Mercy's mind spun, attempting to think of some other attacks. Her jaws were still trying to bite towards his front left ankle, so that was out of the question. Huffing softly she made sure that her defenses were still in place, her tail raising to align with her spine, all toes that she could move spread, claws biting into the soil. Her legs bent slightly, ears still pressed flat against her skull. Muscles were tensed fully through her body, eyes tightly narrowed. Lips pulled back into a snarl, shoulders rolling forward as best as she could. Her hackles stayed raised, neck scrunching to cover more of her vitals. She had a feeling that Valentine had gotten her here, she had put herself in a position that she didn't see getting much out of. In a last ditch effort to get one last attack in there, Mercy shifted her weight onto her right side. Attempting to pick up her front left leg she tried to stretch it forward, aiming to wrap her leg around Valentine's front right leg. Trying to ignore the pain that it shot through her, Mercy then attempted to pull her left leg back towards her own chest. She hoped to knock his leg out from under him, which would hopefully knock him over.

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MERCY vs VALENTINE for SPAR
Round 2 of 2

Valentine vs Mercy Round 1 Valentine: CLARITY: 10 / 10 Clear post, full points. POWERPLAYING: 10 / 10 No powerplaying found, full points DEFENSES: 10 / 10 + 1 point per defense listed to 10 points ATTACK: 7 / 10 + 3 normal attack, shoulder to the area right behind the ribs on her left side. + 4 grip attempt, biting around her spine. INJURIES: 10 / 10 None, first round. Round one Valentine Total: 47 / 50 Mercy: CLARITY: 10 / 10 Clear post, full points POWERPLAYING: 10 / 10 No powerplaying found, full points. DEFENSES: 10 / 10 +1 per defense listed up to 10 points ATTACK: 5 / 10 +4 grip attempt, bite to his neck below the curve of his jaw. +1 trip attempt, pulling his left paw out from under him.   INJURIES: 10 / 10 Full points, first round. Moderate bruising on left shoulder. Round one Mercy Total: 45 / 50 Round 2 Valentine: CLARITY: 10 / 10 Clear post, full points. POWERPLAYING: 10 / 10 No powerplaying found, full points. DEFENSES: 10 / 10 + 1 for defenses listed up to 10 points ATTACK: 8 / 10 +1 minor attack, slamming left paw down on her left paw. + 4 grip attempt, biting the top of her muzzle. + 3 normal attack, shoving left shoulder into hers to dislocate it. INJURIES: 7 / 10 - 1 moderate bruising on left shoulder, -2 moderate laceration on side of neck Round two Valentine Total: 45 / 50 Mercy: CLARITY: 10 / 10 Clear post, full points. POWERPLAYING: 9 / 10 - 1 little nested attack. "hoping that if she gained a hold on his ankle that she would twist it." DEFENSES: 10 / 10 + 1 per defense listed up to 10 points. ATTACK: 8 / 10 +4 grip attempt, biting his front left ankle. +3 normal attack, twisting head with bite. + 1 trip, pulling his right leg out from under him. INJURIES: 3 / 10 - 4 fractures, three broken toes. - 1 light scratches on muzzle. - 2 severe bruise on left shoulder Round two Mercy Total: 40 / 50 Totals: Valentine: 92 /100 Mercy: 85 /100 And the winner is... Valentine! Mercy must give up by either submitting, fleeing, or passing out. Damage: Valentine- Brusing on his left shoulder and moderate laceration on the left side of his neck right behind his jaw. Mercy- Heavy brusing on her left shoulder, broken toes on her left paw, and light scratches on the top of her muzzle. Notes: Good job guys! I had fun reading your fight. If you have any questions feel free to ask me <3 - Shelby